I became a farmer in the apocalypse.

After getting off the bus, Liu Qing saw Chen Xiu'e at the bus stop.

Chen Xiu'e's shrewd eyes fell on what Liu Qing was carrying, and she asked:

"Liu Qing, what good stuff did you buy back from the safe zone?"

Although it was wrapped in a bag, it looked like pork to her.

Everyone knows Liu Qing's situation. Her husband, Wei Dahai, is a lazy bum who does nothing and even ate all the rice seeds they bought.

The younger son almost starved to death, and the older son was forced to pick mutated fruits from outside to eat.

Only a few days have passed, and they've already bought pork? The difference is too big!

"It's nothing special, just some flour." Liu Qing avoided Chen Xiu'e's gaze, not wanting her to know what she was carrying, and quickly left with Wei Zhou in her hand.

Chen Xiu'e gave a cold snort and didn't say anything more, but her eyes were fixed on Liu Qing's back, staring intently!

That bag definitely contains pork!

These days, Liu Qing carries a big bag of potatoes to the safe zone every morning. Don't think she doesn't know!

Those potatoes were most likely taken from the Jiang siblings! They were definitely taken to the safe zone to sell for points!

This superpower is amazing! It makes farming incredibly fast; her seeds haven't even sprouted yet! The Jiang family's crops have grown countless times already! If her family had this superpower, wouldn't they be rolling in money? Why doesn't this kind of good fortune ever come their way?

I wonder which family Jiang Li, with all her skills, will marry into in the future, and which man will benefit from her...

Rather than letting someone else benefit, it's better to introduce Jiang Li to one's own relatives, pay more points as a dowry, trick them into coming over, and they'll become a cash cow in the future.

As Chen Xiue thought this through, her eyes darted around, and she already had an idea in mind.

Her younger brother has a son named Chen Dalian, who is thirty years old and still unmarried. However, a few years ago he followed the Black Claw Gang and sold processed mutated animal meat to the poor, making a lot of money. He used this money to trick Jiang Li into marrying him, and Chen Dalian will definitely get a lot of benefits from her in the future!

Early in the morning, Lin An wandered around the mess hall with tomato sauce in his left hand and a black cornbread in his right.

"Want some?"

After sitting down in front of Zhou Yang and his group, Lin An generously offered his ketchup.

"What is this?" Zhou Yang and the group of soldiers around him widened their eyes.

"Ketchup," Lin An said. "Believe it or not, even a cornbread bun can taste delicious with this."

Zhou Yang never expected Lin An to have such a good thing!

Without even asking, I knew it must have been given to her by landowner number 121 again.

The group of people dipped their black cornbread into tomato sauce.

One bite, and my eyes widened instantly!

"Wow! It's sweet and sour! So delicious!"

"Sister Lin is right, this black cornbread tastes completely different after being dipped in tomato sauce!"

"Sister Lin, I'd like some more."

Everyone reached out their hands.

Lin An quickly closed the glass jar lid and took it away.

The group's outstretched hands met with emptiness.

Lin An glanced at them casually. "Just a taste is enough. You want more? What am I supposed to eat if you all finish it all?"

In short, let them taste the food and know how well she enjoys it; as for anything else, don't even think about it.

After saying that, he left gracefully.

Zhou Yang was furious as he watched Lin An's retreating figure.

Why is she like this? If she's not going to give them any, what's the point of taking it out? Is she sick in the head?!

A group of soldiers were green with envy.

"We're all soldiers, why are we so unlucky?"

"Exactly, exactly! How come Sister Lin always seems to be eating and drinking the best food?"

"She ate strawberries yesterday, and ketchup today! She's eating way too well!"

"That ketchup is so flavorful! If I could eat it every day, everything would taste amazing!"

"..."

Lin An wandered over to Lu Mingjue.

Lu Mingjue glanced up at her. "Haven't you had enough of showing off to others? Now you have to come and show off to me?"

Lin An took a bite of the black cornbread and said, "I have something important to tell you."

Lu Mingjue: "What important matter?"

Lin An: "The person who grows vegetables grows a lot of vegetables every day and takes them to the safe zone to sell. Everyone in the field area must know about this. We need to make everyone in the field area sign a confidentiality agreement. The matter of the wood-type ability user's ability cannot be made public."

This ability is too conspicuous in the apocalypse.

The military has limited reach, and there are many refugee camps outside the base, so there are some areas that the military cannot reach.

Lin An said with a serious expression, "If the madman knew that Jiang Li had the ability to make plants sprout from the ground, who knows what his ruthless men would do."

Madman is the leader of the Black Claw gang's camp. They do not obey the base's rules, nor do they enjoy the base's benefits. They were founded at the very beginning of the apocalypse. Over the years, they have built their own city walls, have their own weapons and grain fields, and mainly live by hunting, being self-sufficient. Only in very rare cases will they make some trades with the major bases.

Moreover, the Black Claw Gang has been able to establish itself in the apocalypse for many years because of one extraordinary thing: they have an exceptional beast tamer who trains several large mutated beasts.

Several bases wanted to cooperate with the Black Talon gang, hoping to learn animal taming skills from their animal trainers, but the Black Talon gang consistently refused to teach animal taming techniques to anyone and protected the particular animal trainer very well.

So far, no one knows the animal trainer's name.

Lu Mingjue also had this plan.

"I will request a formal confidential document from above."

Meanwhile, at the Ninth Base Military and Political Building.

Morning meeting time.

"How are those other superhumans doing?"

A group of people were discussing the currently popular topic of superhumans.

"Water-based ability users cannot currently conjure water."

"Fire-type ability users cannot yet conjure fire."

"An earth-type ability user, currently unable to move a speck of dust, but still has a strong desire to eat dirt."

"The metal-type ability user consistently outperforms others and can manipulate a coin."

Upon hearing this, several senior executives frowned.

"What on earth is going on?" one of the middle-aged men asked, clenching his fist. "Several days have passed, and our superhuman hasn't improved at all!"

They've pinned their hopes for saving the world on these superhumans.

But this wasn't the answer they wanted.

"By the way, what about our base's only wood-type ability user? How is she?"

Another middle-aged woman added to his statement, "To be precise, he is the only wood-type ability user in the entire world."

As of now, the total number of ability users gathered from all the bases is 252, but the only wood-type ability user remains.

This is enough to prove the special nature of wood-type ability users.

When asked about the only wood-type ability user, an officer presented a report.

"What is this?"

The officer said, "This is an observation diary of wood-type ability users that I had my subordinates write."

After all, the wood-type ability user was currently in the fields and was being protected by the patrol army, so he specifically asked Lu Mingjue to arrange for someone to write this observation log so that he could report it to his superiors.